Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

"It seems that this is what I caught from the body of the death butcher."

Forced to concentrate, Lin Hun recalled everything he had experienced before going into a coma.

He has guessed the origin of this long knife.

It's just that he didn't expect that this sword would be so evil, it could break through the defense of the Indestructible Grip and assimilate and corrode his body.

"You must find a way to suppress this stuff."

There is no doubt that this knife is a cursing prop.

And it's also a very powerful curse item.

It is precisely because this knife is strong enough that Lin Hun has a more headache.

"The Ligui puzzle is already troublesome enough. I didn't expect that there will be such a more troublesome knife than the puzzle now. How can I suppress this stuff?"

Feeling the body that is still in an overdrawn state, and the shadow that has been split in half and has not fully recovered.

Lin Hun was worried.

In his current state, it is really difficult to suppress this thing.

[Your heart feels your troubles and decides to help you. Your heart awakens with surging power. 】

Bang bang!

A heavy heartbeat sounded from his chest.

Lin Hun felt his blood rush through his veins like a stormy sea.

In an instant, the source of life in the blood burst.

It looks like an erupting volcano.

Let the endless heat of life run through the whole body.

The physical strength that was originally overdrawn quickly recovered, and it took only a few breaths to return to a perfect state.

Under the nourishment of blood, the Immortal Grip exploded again with a golden and green arrogance.

Zizi!

Sparks!

Between Lin Hun's palm and the handle of the knife, a mixture of red and green sparks shot out.

Then Lin Hun felt a shock in his palm.

The palm of his hand finally broke away from the connection with the handle of the knife.

Although the palm of his hand had been detached, there were still a few blood vessel-like objects inserted into his palm on the handle of the knife, constantly sucking his blood.

But there is no direct contact.

These blood vessels were like a rootless wood, quickly withered and broken under the burning of the Indestructible Grip, and broke away from Lin Hun's palm.

The connection with Lin Hun was severed, and the rain of blood in the sky finally stopped.

The rain water falling on the ground is also like alcohol exposed to the air, evaporating quickly without leaving a trace.

"call!"

Lin Hun sighed in relief after squeezing the still aching right hand.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, my heart awakened, otherwise I was afraid that I would have become the puppet of this evil long sword just like the uncle social animal who was killed by myself in the first place.

but……

Lin Hun squeezed his fist, a trace of doubt on his face.

He felt that although he had disconnected from the long knife, he could feel the feeling of dependence from the long knife.

"what happened?"

Frowning at the knife, Lin Hun's eyes are full of suspicion.

Whether it's ghost puzzles or cursed props, these things are not good.

He doesn't think that the other person's friendly emotions mean that he really has a good impression of him.

Erosion, manipulation, killing.

These negative emotions are the true attitude of the curse props towards humans.

rely?

Isn't this a joke?

[Your blood makes the Yuye butcher knife a strong sense of dependence on you. You can consume 50ml of blood every day to feed the knife. 】

"..."

Looking at the prompt that popped out of his eyes speechlessly, Lin Hun twitched the corner of his eyes. He did not expect that his blood could still have such a function.

"50 milliliters of blood does not seem to be a lot."

The human body has about 3500 to 4000 milliliters of blood.

As long as a person loses more than 10% of blood at a time, it will basically not cause much impact on the body.

And Lin Hun's body is stronger than normal people now, I don't know how much.

Consumption of 50 ml of blood.

not much.

"It's worth being able to get such a curse item."

Thinking of this, Lin Hun no longer hesitated, and raised his hand to hold the rainy night butcher knife inserted on the ground.

[Om! 】

[Congratulations on obtaining the advanced cursed item: Rainy Night Butcher]

【Rainy Night Butcher Knife】

【Star: ★★★】

[Attributes: Cuttingⅵ, Blood Rainⅳ, Human Tuoⅴ, Night Bladeⅲ]

[Explanation: According to legend, there is a butcher who kills people on rainy nights. He never brings an umbrella. He only carries a knife. This knife is contaminated with countless lives and grievances. 】

The phone vibrates, and the property panel appears.

Lin Hun looked at the attributes of this knife and gasped.

Very strong!

Very strong!

The level of the three black stars.

It's even bigger than the Desperate Twins.

No wonder Chan Hanya, who was hiding in his left hand, didn't react at all when it was raining blood.

It's not that she doesn't want to react, but that she has been suppressed by the rain of blood.

The absolute gap in the level of terror made her unable to resist at all.

"I just don't know if this knife can hurt that guy."

Lin Hun thought of the photographer who never showed up, but put himself in danger again and again.

"Probably it's choking."

The death butcher with the rainy night butcher knife hidden in his body is controlled by this guy.

Lin Hun didn't think that a weapon exploded by a dominated guy could deal with this man behind the scenes.

As I thought, the sky gradually cleared.

Lin Hun realized that he had already spent the whole night. *

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